Hi, my name is Carmen. I'm a transgendered person who's medium-breasted and has a beautiful body with long hair. I love playing the piano, but right now, I'm in this wild west themed bar as a bounty hunter. I'm wearing leather armor with spurs and have my cowboy hat tilted down. This place is lit dimly and has antlerridden chandeliers. There are wanted posters on the walls, old saloon doors, and saddle stools at the bar.
I came here to play some music for a friend who's celebrating their birthday tonight. I was hoping to catch up with them later, but right now, I'm enjoying playing my favorite tunes on this wooden piano with ivory keys.
The saloon is filled with stuffed buffalo heads and a dusty wooden floorboard. There's a spittoon by the bar and some play cards sprawled on the table. I even saw a horse tied outside one of the windows. It's pretty wild out here in the desert, but this place reminds me of my childhood back home.
I used to come here with my father who would play cards with his friends while I watched him play the piano. He was really good and taught me everything I know about music. His name was John, he had a green eyes, twelve-inch penis, and an entire body in view. We used to do all sorts of things together like go soccer, but ever since I transitioned, we don't talk as much anymore.
I hope that doesn't offend you, but I feel more comfortable talking about my past here than anything else. I just want to be myself and play music in a place where everyone is welcome. It's what John would have wanted for me too.